OutfitPost#87

I've had a really long (and final) day at the dentist today. After another 3 hours of dental repair, I made myself a promise to... not too much really. I just hated every minute of it. And when I left the dentis, with the aid of 3 shots to numb my mouth, I looked like a very disturbed version of Angelina Jolie. I looked like a possible kid of Angelina Jolie and Quasimodo - that is if she ever would trade Brad for Quasi. Oh, and if Quasi actually exists.

When I visited my grandma though, to say goodbye before leaving for Frisco, I did make myself a promise: to never get inpatient of talking to her. With older age, people sometimes start forgetting things, and there is nothing you can do about it. So if she asks me how long my flight is more than 5 times, so be it. At least she is interested in what I have to say. I love her.

And here is yet another dress I got from my mother. I've told you once that she tried to change her wardrobe almost every year; gets rid of the old, and appreciates the new, and the one person who takes advantage of that is... me. And on and off my cousin, who takes some of my mom's dresses when I don't get a chance to look at them first. Clever gal...